Chapter 107

“No, they’re not,” she wept. “They’re not secondary. They’re one of the most important things to you. And you don’t love me. Not really. It’s just sex. Give you a solid month of sleeping with me, night after night, and this so-called love you feel will burn a little less brightly and you’ll be grateful that I didn’t say I’d marry you tonight. Even if you did really love me, any marriage between us is still doomed. You’d end up hating me.”

“I doubt that. I’ve already tried hating you and it didn’t work. It didn’t work for you, either. We love each other, Angela, and nothing is ever going to change that. We love each other and we should be together as man and wife. As for children…we can adopt them. There are poor, neglected orphan kids who are crying out for a good mum and dad. And we’ll make very good parents.”

She stared up into his face, her green eyes luminescent with tears, and something else. It was wonder. Wonder and awe. “You really mean that, don’t you?”

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